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Page vii
... tell me , why should faire be proud ? 577 38 GOE , little booke ! thy selfe present I JOY to see how , in your drawen work 605 I saw , in secret to my Dame 566 Innocent paper ; whom too cruell hand . 480 In brave poursuitt of honorable ...
... tell me , why should faire be proud ? 577 38 GOE , little booke ! thy selfe present I JOY to see how , in your drawen work 605 I saw , in secret to my Dame 566 Innocent paper ; whom too cruell hand . 480 In brave poursuitt of honorable ...
Page ix
... TELL me , good Hobbinoll , what garres thee zreete ? . PAGE PAGE • • 454 470 True is , that whilome that good Poet sayd Trust not the treason of those smyling lookes 580 371 578 80 • • 586 608 10 Tell me , Perigot , what shalbe the game .
... TELL me , good Hobbinoll , what garres thee zreete ? . PAGE PAGE • • 454 470 True is , that whilome that good Poet sayd Trust not the treason of those smyling lookes 580 371 578 80 • • 586 608 10 Tell me , Perigot , what shalbe the game .
Page xxviii
... tell hir that my eyes can take no reste ; If at boorde , tell bir that my mouth can eat no meete ; If at hir virginals , tell her I can beare no mirth . • Ancient Critical Essays , ed . Hazlewood , 1815 , pp . 259 , 260 . 4 Asked why ...
... tell hir that my eyes can take no reste ; If at boorde , tell bir that my mouth can eat no meete ; If at hir virginals , tell her I can beare no mirth . • Ancient Critical Essays , ed . Hazlewood , 1815 , pp . 259 , 260 . 4 Asked why ...
Page xxix
... Tell hir that hir pleasures were wonte to lull me asleepe , Tell hir that hir beauty was wonte to feede mine eyes , Tell hir that hir sweete tongue was wonte to make me mirth . Now doe I nightly waste , wanting my kindlie reste , Now ...
... Tell hir that hir pleasures were wonte to lull me asleepe , Tell hir that hir beauty was wonte to feede mine eyes , Tell hir that hir sweete tongue was wonte to make me mirth . Now doe I nightly waste , wanting my kindlie reste , Now ...
Page xxxiv
... tell you how I thinke by himselfe he may very well excuse my speech , and yet satisfie all I haue seene ( as he knoweth ) a translation made by himselfe out of the Italian you in this matter . tongue of a dialogue comprehending all the ...
... tell you how I thinke by himselfe he may very well excuse my speech , and yet satisfie all I haue seene ( as he knoweth ) a translation made by himselfe out of the Italian you in this matter . tongue of a dialogue comprehending all the ...
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Page 589 - Almighties view; Of her ye virgins learne obedience, When so ye come into those holy places, To humble your proud faces: Bring her up to th...
Page 590 - And in thy sable mantle us enwrap, From feare of perrill and foule horror free. Let no false treason seeke us to entrap. Nor any dread disquiet once annoy The safety of our joy : But let the night be calme, and quietsome, Without tempestuous storms or sad afray: Lyke as when Jove with fayre Alcmena lay, When he begot the great Tirynthian groome ; Or lyke as when he with thy selfe did lie And begot Majesty.
Page xiv - I was promis'd on a time, To have reason for my rhyme ; From that time unto this season, I receiv'd nor rhyme nor reason." Hereupon the queen gave strict order (not without some check to her treasurer) for the present payment of the hundred pounds she first intended unto him.
Page 589 - Open the temple gates unto my love, Open them wide that she may enter in, And all the...
Page 152 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall ; The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call ; The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Page 588 - Phoebus gins to shew his glorious hed. Hark how the cheerefull birds do chaunt theyr laies, And carroll of loves praise! The merry larke hir mattins sings aloft, The thrush replyes, the mavis descant playes, The ouzell shrills, the ruddock warbles soft, So goodly all agree, with sweet consent, To this dayes merriment. Ah! my deere love, why doe ye sleepe thus long, When meeter were that ye should now awake, T' awayt the comming of your joyous make, And hearken to the birds love-learned song, The...
Page 554 - Ne lesse praisworthie are the sisters three, The honor of the noble familie : Of which I meanest boast my selfe to be, And most that unto them I am so nie : Phyllis, Charillis, and sweet Amaryllis. Phyllis, the foire, is eldest of the three : The next to her is bountifull Charillis : But th' youngest is the highest in degree.
Page 589 - There dwels sweet love, and constant chastity, Unspotted fayth, and comely womanhood, Regard of honour, and mild modesty ; There vertue raynes as Queene in royal throne, And giveth lawes alone, The which the base affections doe obay, And yeeld theyr services unto her will ; Ne thought of thing uncomely ever may Thereto approch to tempt her mind to ill. Had ye once scene these her celestial threasures, And unrevealed pleasures, Then would ye wonder, and her prayses sing, That al the woods should answer,...
Page 22 - Though nor in word nor deede ill meriting, Is from her Knight divorced in despayre, And her dew loves deryv'd to that vile Witches shayre.
Page 602 - Thou must him love, and his beheasts embrace ; All other loves, with which the world doth blind Weake fancies, and stirre up affections base, Thou must renounce and utterly displace, And give thy selfe unto him full and free, That full and freely gave himselfe to thee.